“Please find a safe place and hide well.” “Amiya.” Just then, footsteps approached.
A medical Rhodes Island Operator in a standard Rhodes Island uniform jogged over.
“Report!
All seriously wounded individuals requiring emergency treatment have completed initial first aid and transfer, and their vital signs are stable.
The lightly wounded have also been bandaged and are ready to move at any time.” She quickly scanned the scene, her gaze briefly lingering on Ivan.
With a hint of imperceptible curiosity, she then turned to Dobermann and Amiya, awaiting further instructions.
Instructor Doberr’s face was taut, her eyes sweeping over the Reunion Movement Soldiers knocked down by Ivan, lying haphazardly on the ground.
She walked forward, her boots crunching on the gravel, and crouched down to carefully check the condition of one of them.
There was a clear hand-chop mark on his neck, his breathing was faint but steady; he was clearly precisely stunned rather than fatally injured.
She stood up, her brows tightly furrowed, her voice cold and hard as iron, with an undeniable sense of urgency: “Move quickly.
We must leave immediately before these guys wake up!” Dobermann’s gaze finally fell on Ivan, her scrutiny and vigilance undiminished.
This young man is very strong, and he has a lot of combat experience.
Amiya took a deep breath, trying to suppress the sense of loss in her heart, and regained her spirits.
She turned to Ivan, a gentle smile reappearing on her face, her azure eyes looking at him: “Then…
Mr.” She carefully chose her words, “where do you plan to go next?
It’s very dangerous outside.
If you don’t have a safe place to go for now, would you like to come with us, Rhodes Island?” “No!
Amiya!” Instructor Doberr sharply interrupted almost immediately, stepping between Amiya and Ivan.
She leaned slightly forward, forming a protective stance, her gaze like a sharp blade piercing Ivan, full of wariness.
“Our top priority is to ensure the Doctor’s absolute safety!
Bringing along someone with an unknown identity and a mysterious source of power will only increase unpredictable risks!
I cannot agree!” “But, Instructor Doberr…” Amiya eagerly tried to argue, her small face full of persistence.
“He just saved innocent people, and he looks…” “Can I join Rhodes Island?” Ivan’s clear voice suddenly rang out, directly interrupting Amiya’s words.
Ivan met Dobermann’s oppressive gaze with a frank look, his tone calm but with an undeniable seriousness.
“I think, with the combat power I just displayed, I should be able to help you a little, right?
Especially when protecting…
uh, important targets.” Ivan’s gaze swept over the hooded figure—the Doctor—who was protected in the center of the team and had been silently observing everything.
Instructor Doberr’s eyes became even sharper, and just as she was about to sternly refuse again, a steady and slightly hoarse voice came from the core of the team: “Yes.” The Doctor, who had been silently observing, took a step forward.
Under the wide hood, his specific expression could not be seen.
But his calm voice had a convincing power, instantly attracting everyone’s attention.
The Doctor’s gaze seemed to penetrate the shadows of the hood, falling on Ivan.
“Our team currently lacks sufficient high-end single combat power.
Facing the Reunion Movement’s elites and unknown threats, an additional reliable force means an additional guarantee of success.” Although the words were concise, they went straight to the point.
Dobermann turned sharply to look at the Doctor, her face filled with disapproval: “Doctor!
This is too risky!
We know nothing about him!
His power…” “Dobermann,” a deep, gentle voice sounded, as reliable as a rock.
The tall ACE Captain walked over, his broad hand gently resting on Dobermann’s tense shoulder, with a calming force.
He wore a steady, weathered smile on his face, but his gaze sharply swept over Ivan, then he whispered to Dobermann: “Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on him the whole time.
Never leaving his side.” He paused, then added, his tone carrying absolute trust in the Doctor, “Besides, the Doctor’s judgment won’t be wrong, will it?
We just need to follow orders.” Instructor Doberr looked at ACE’s steady eyes, then at the Doctor’s undeniable posture, and finally let out a heavy sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly, showing her inner struggle and reluctant compromise.
She glared fiercely at Ivan, her tone carrying a stern warning: “Alright, alright!
If the Doctor and ACE both say so…
But you!” She pointed at Ivan, enunciating each word heavily, “Listen carefully!
From now on, you must strictly obey orders, not run around a single step!
No unauthorized actions!
Everything must prioritize the safety of the Doctor and Amiya!
Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite!” Ivan showed a relaxed smile, even with a hint of youthful rebelliousness.
He deliberately drew out his words, responding with a touch of teasing: “Don’t worry ~ Instructor Doberr, I’ve got it!” That slightly exaggerated assurance somehow eased the tense atmosphere a little.
He subconsciously raised his hand, his fingers gently twirling the fluffy, warm-feeling bear ears on top of his head.
This action was natural and casual, yet it involuntarily drew the attention of several Rhodes Island Operators.
Ivan secretly muttered to himself: “Oh, this is really strange…
I even got an extra pair of ears when I transmigrated, and they feel pretty good?” He reined in his smile, straightened his back, and clearly said to everyone, especially the Doctor and Amiya: “My name is Ivan, and I am an Ursus.
From today onwards, please take care of me.” The identity of an Ursus youth, combined with the superhuman strength he displayed, created a subtle sense of contradiction, making him appear even more mysterious under the scrutinizing gaze of the Rhodes Island team.
The Doctor nodded slightly in response.
Amiya, on the other hand, showed a sincere smile, her Little Rabbit ears twitching happily: “Mm!
Welcome, Ivan!
Please take care of me too!” ACE clapped his hands, his booming voice ringing out: “Alright!
Small talk is over!
Follow the predetermined route, maintain formation, and protect the core target!
Ivan, you follow me!
Move out!” The team moved again.
Ivan walked beside ACE, feeling Instructor Doberr’s wary gaze on his back like daggers.
And Amiya’s curious glances occasionally thrown his way.